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Great story, I was entertained. I can't believe how bad things became. I had a room mate that would play his 6 Mr. Bungle mp3s in a loop day and night. On a few occasions he puked in my laundry. The floor of his room dissapeared under a layer of paper / dirty cloths / trash; yet it seems that I really don't have much to complain about. Thanks for sharing!
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HOLY loving poo poo. This was equal parts of the psychodelia of that "Jacob's Ladder" movie mixed with the last half hour of "Apocalypse Now" and about half the Steven King I've ever read. Well done indeed. And as I was reading this thread, I said to myself sometime after Dark Time entry, "If fecal lasagne isn't in the forum dictionary by the time I'm done reading this, I'll be sorely disappointed." Glad I wasn't let down.
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Nov 30, 2004 09:01
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i second the "tales from the internet" suggestion! thanks for the great read. best thread i've read in a long while
"lars is the best loving drummer there is, dipshit!" - fiwer
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Nov 30, 2004 09:20
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quote:ShadowHax came out of the closet to say:
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Nov 30, 2004 09:42
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The concept of the fecal lasagna is so hard for me to stomach, but the thought of Jed actually getting into it and pitching a saxo-fit just plain blows my mind. I'll add a five. Can't wait 'till I forget I ever read this, though.
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Nov 30, 2004 10:34
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I forgive you now for never following through on your Joe Frank M-M-Megapost... for this is easily as moving as any episode of The Other Side. Thanks O' destroyer of fecal'd villains!
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Nov 30, 2004 10:51
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Good christ, you have the patience of a saint... especially with the cleaning up of his poo poo until you had enough... Why the gently caress didn't his parents step in, and you know, provide some support. Or didn't his parents want to care about his situation?
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Nov 30, 2004 11:01
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quote:Martin Random came out of the closet to say: Probably the only goddamn thing that's made ANY sense in all of this. What an awesome, epic, harrowing story.
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Nov 30, 2004 11:12
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quote:fyodor came out of the closet to say: I am actually still planning on doing that M-M-Megapost... I was just weeding through his works. The problem is, about 60% of his stuff is okay but not insaneo-I-am-invisible-and-working-as-a-bank-teller good. I am still busy sorting through every single program of his. quote:Why the gently caress didn't his parents step in, and you know, provide some support. Or didn't his parents want to care about his situation? His parents lived in another city but did stop into town now and again because they owned properties in town. Jed had been cultivating a very distant relationship with them for quite some time. The only interaction I ever saw between Jeb and his father was one phone call on Jeb's birthday. Jeb liked it that way, I think, because he wouldn't want them to know what a total party animal he was. I never got to speak with his parents much before the incident, and certainly after the incident they were very interested in not speaking with me except through lawyers. ----------------
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Nov 30, 2004 14:40
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quote:en5 came out of the closet to say: I am honored, sir, to be witness to this, your only post outside of fight club, sexy fight club, and the coupons forum during your entire tenure here. ----------------
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Nov 30, 2004 14:46
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:scax: Great story, I hope you don't mind me sharing this with friends. :scax: Also, :scax: can't get enough of :scax: :lol:
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Nov 30, 2004 15:23
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Just trying to get an idea of the so called "feces lasagne" anything like this? :( 
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Nov 30, 2004 15:50
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wow. Thats the only thing I can think of to describe that. So, whats Jed doing now? Sup fellow Sailor Moon avatar guy :D [IMG]<a href="http://profiles.us.playstation.com/playstation/psn/visit/profiles/Seafea"><img src="http://fp.profiles.us.playstation.com/playstation/psn/pid/Seafea.png" width="230" height="155" border="0"/></a>[IMG]
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Nov 30, 2004 15:54
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quote:easyjo came out of the closet to say: That's actually pretty close. The fecal lasagna was more solid, though, and the top layer was just moist newspapers. The feces didn't become apparent except at the edges and when the thing was prodded. The feces had the consistency of Bill Cosby's pudding, with a little more thickness. I think if you got a gigantic knife and sliced the feces tub in two, the lasagna would have enough consistency to remain upright at least for a few minutes, before leaking over. Edit: Make that stuff on the walls blood and feces, and add some insane scrawlings around the tub, remove the window, make the tub a lovely plastic dealy attached to the wall with a showerhead above it, and you have a dead ringer for the bathroom. quote:Sailor Scout Chibi_Neko_Wai_Bento_Perdita_san came out of the closet to say: Oh sweet christ. I've never watched the show, I had no idea my avatar was from that show, and any comraderie we might share based upon any perceived mutual enjoyment of that show is a lie and scurrilous libel and I will see you in court, good sir. ---------------- Martin Random fucked around with this message at 17:20 on Nov 30, 2004 |
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heh heh. I'm just tooling around. Seeing that image made me want to drag up my old account I haven't used in forever for some reason. Sorry for the de-rail [IMG]<a href="http://profiles.us.playstation.com/playstation/psn/visit/profiles/Seafea"><img src="http://fp.profiles.us.playstation.com/playstation/psn/pid/Seafea.png" width="230" height="155" border="0"/></a>[IMG] Seafea fucked around with this message at 17:49 on Nov 30, 2004 |
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Nov 30, 2004 17:44
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Any thoughts about selling Jeds stuff on ebay? I think it would make a nice conversation piece, "Hey whats that?", "Well thats crazy Jed the poo bather's large black massage device."
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Nov 30, 2004 19:56
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quote:Fingers McGee came out of the closet to say: I'm waiting for a few years for the statute of limitations to run out before I do anything. By that time the items will probably be worthless. I am not going to artificially inflate their value by selling them to people who are enamoured with their history, because I don't think that's right. Edit: And anyone willing to pay a higher price for an HP pavillion because it was owned by a shitbathing nazi should probably get some help before they end up like Jed. ----------------
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I just finished reading every page in this thread. That was loving great! Seems to me that unbearable & hosed up situations leave most people with two major ways of coping and/or solving the problem: 1) Do the smart thing - get your life under control, and stay away from the people who are loving things up for you. 2) Do the cool thing - let the situation escalate to the absolute critical mass of horrible, supress every rational response you can muster, and utterly deny the existance of the problem. After it reaches a point where it can get no worse, dive in and face the situation head first, taking care of it willy-nilly, vigilante style, just like in a videogame. Option #1 will make your life better, but will not make any headlines. Option #2 will, in most situations, result in a legendary page-turning thread. /edit: For the record, :scax: is by far the best name for an emoticon. snucky fucked around with this message at 22:14 on Nov 30, 2004 |
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quote:Martin Random came out of the closet to say: Thank you for your tale. killing threads since Jul 25, 2002
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Thanks for your story and time. I haven' read a thread this engrossing since Laura's Diary (bootie sex anyone?) I know I appreciate you taking the time out to type all of this out. Plus, going Master Chief style into the depths of hell is totally incredible. You have my undying respect. This has been the only bright moment in the day for me so far. Perhaps it's time to go to Costco and get some ziploc baggies for no particular use.
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